Peace, Bubbles, Sharpie Tattoos

 *Creepy Voice* I'm baaaaa-ah-aaaack!
 *Readers* Run for the hills!!!!!!

 Hehe.

 So, I know it's only been like five or whatever days since I've blogged, but it's felt like forever. I didn't feel like blogging and giving you one of those "The sky is blue" or "I like llamas and llamas like me" kind of generic posts. (a.k.a. I had nothing to blog about).
 I know it's a day late but

 Happy Easter!!!!!! 

 On Friday I went over to my Grandma's and Grandpa's house (on my Dad's side). We got a crap load of candy, and had dinner. Then on SUnday we went to church and me and Cody (not proper English but I don't care) helped hide the Easter eggs. When you see kids run for Easter eggs, all scary-like, you know that something else is mixed in with the sugar and spice and everything nice deal.

 After church we went to Mom's parents' house. You know how you eat too much

and you're all like "I'm never eating that much again" but the next day you have a pint of ice cream in front of you?

 So yeah.

 I was practicing my guitar, thinking that if I ever get "famous" and get on stage, I would probably be boring. I would just stand there like "Derp, derp, derp. Playing my guitar." But then I saw LynZ Way, the guitarist for Mindless Self Indulgence on a youtube video doing this backbend thingy

 Why can't I do that?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Forever Uncoordinated

I was thinking- *Random Dude* That's a first.
*Glare*
 So I was thinking about my worst fear.

 My Unrealalistic Worst Fear:
 Being on the tallest, fastest roller coaster in the world going through a dark, narrow tunnel full of spiders.

 My Realalistic Fear:
 Not being important and not impacting anyone's life. I want to change the world (in a good way) and I want people to value my opinion. I want to be a musician and inspire people with my music. -If that doesn't happen, I don't know what I'll do. So I've made it my goal to do those things, no matter what.



 I just had a random thought I have to share with you guys. 
     I got some bubbles this weekend. They're amazing.
 I don't know why, but it seems like bubbles make the world happier.
....And chocolate.
 And the Twilight series.
 And I guess I should throw world peace in there too.

 So I have this Bible study thing I go to every Tuesday and we're thinking about making shirts and we're allowed to bring in designs.
 Mine will not see the light of day. Or the dark of night. Let's just say I'm better at drawing than clothing designs.

 You know what really bugs me? FAKE Spanish accents. Genuine Spanish accents are fine, but when people fake it, it just irks me. I don't know why.
 YOU MAY ASK:
 Fake French Accents? -Funny, good or bad
 Fake British Accents? -Adorable, as long as they're good. Hilarious, if they're bad.
 Fake Spanish Accents? -....*LE SLAP!*

 Real deal accents are great, but don't fake no Spanish accent on me.
 Is it just me or am I just?????

 Anyway, I'm going to try to get a web cam so I can do my songs on my guitar on here. I want to do Sing by My Chemical Romance but Mom's camera is pretty much malfunctioning.
 And I'm thinking of writing a song...maybe. I don't know if I would be much good at it, but if I want to be a musician I have to try, right?

 You know, the band Star City Meltdown was at the Richmond mall at Hot Topic to sign autographs. I asked Mom if we could go so I could get my guitar signed but no. She was busy. I think they'll be back though.
 I have made it my goal that I'm going to do these things:

1. As I said before, become a musician.
2. Fall in love
3. Go to a My Chemical Romance concert
4. Meet the members of My Chemical Romance face-to-face and tell them how inspiring they are and other stuff

  It's a short list that I'll probably add onto later.

 I was just thinking about when people talk about when they meet their hero (musician, actor, etc.) They probably went in thinking they'd win them over with their charm, they'd become best buds, and then marry and have a kid named Tater. But in reality they would go up to them all

"Oh my gosh! I can't believe this!"

 and then

*le scream*

"My life is complete"

There would be a whole lot of screaming/crying/giggles/  and "Marry me" 's and "I love you" 's with that. 
  


 

Peace, Bubbles, Sharpie Tattoos.

 Hey guys! I'm really ecxited. You know the artwork that I put up on here for #SINGItForJapan? Well My Chemical Romance put the video up and.....I didn't get mine in it. To be honest, at first I was really sad. But then I was like 'This isn't about me! Quit being a jerk.' But now I'm thinking how cool it is how these men brought all these people together to help out Japan.



 Yeah, the video made my day :)

 So, the other day I was listening to the radio and the guy on there was talking about handshakes/hugs. He went on to say something about awkward hugs and I definately agreed. I don't like hugs to begin with (unless it's family) but I'm alright with hugging people I know. But when it gets creepy it's like 'Stop. Hugging. Me.'

  I was on Twitter and I saw that this really awesome person on Tumblr is following. I was so happy! Her Tumblr's http://raeraerewind.tumblr.com/ You guys should definately check it out. I get most of these pictures from there....

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  I really want a dog. But I guess it wouldn't be really happy here because it wouldn't have a lot of room to run around. Maybe if we had a bigger yard, but...

 NOT THAT I DON'T Love MY CAT!

She loves me bigger than the whole wide world, you can see it in her eyes

 But you can't do this with Angel.

 You know, I feel really conceited right now:

1. I took a bajillion pictures of myself today
2. I put 1/4 of those bajillion pictures up on Facebook
3. I'm going to do it on here

 You know, the other day I was doing a 1200 words English report on this computer (which was being really slow)

Y U B SLOW?

 and I was jamming to my music and spinning around in my spinny chair (not really getting anything done...)

But I love using my chair to get places. I guess I'm lazy but whatever.

  So today's Palm Sunday :) I didn't even realize it until I got to church. The pastor talked about chicken, and meat, and he was hilarious! (You probably would have had to be there to see how that fit into the sermon).
 My Dad hooked a microphone up to my computer, and now I finally hear what I sound like when I sing....SCARY
 My worst (okay not worst but I wouldn't want it to happen) fear is that I think I'm singing alright-ish, but I'm really just tone deaf. I guess when I heard it, it wasn't nails-on-a-chalkboard bad. I'll keep practising though.
 *Random man* And I'll find a pair of ear plugs.
 .......
...
.
 Okay then.
 I finished this series (unless there's another book to it) called the Touch series (Deadly Little Secrets, Deadly Little Lies). In my opinion, it was that kind of series that was alright, predictable, but you have to finish reading it because it's addicting. *sigh* I do like reading books like that from time to time.

 You know, there's been something that's really bugging me.
 *crowd* Run for the hills!!!!

 Anyway, I think beauty is really distorted these days. Someone showed me this really cool Dove soap commercial about how they fix the models and it got me thinking.

  I really don't like the word ugly. People throw it around at others, and I've seen so many kids that have been hurt by the word.
 I know this has been said a million times but beauty isn't about the clothes you wear, how your hair looks, how short/tall/small/big you are, or things like that. It's about who you are inside, and I think that's what makes you beautiful on the outside.
  I hope you don't think this is cheesy but

 If you're reading this, you are beautiful and don't let anyone tell you that you aren't. You are unique, special and different, but that's what true beauty is.

 So here's a really good song about beauty. It's a cover by Grace Jeanette.

  I've really needed to talk about that for awhile. I hope it wasn't too weird. :)

 Okay. So I made some brownines today and everybody was saying that they're the best they've ever tasted and how I'm a great cook (I'm not bragging, you'll see in a minute). So I'm all like "Yeah, yeah. I guess I'm pretty good." Amd I take a bite of brownie and I almost got sick. It was disgusting. At first I was thinking they were joking about me being a great cook, but my little brother ate it and said it was good so I don't know. Is it me or?

 So anyway, this morning I was making Pop-Tarts and Dad (we sometimes call him Studly Steve) came up and flicked my ear. He tried to run away all stealthy like but he ran right into something. He was all "How the heck did I do that?" I was laughing, he was holding his arm in pain but still trying to act all studly at the same time. It was a good start to the morning.

 Well, I believe that's all...

~John 3:16~

For God so loved the world that He gave his only son, that whoever believes in Him will not perish but have everlasting life.

------>Stay Beautiful<------

"And the only way, 

you get to keep

My heart is to love

me for me.

And not just for

what you see."

                          



 

  

Don't Let The World Cave In, Just Tell Me That You'll Stay

  
 Today, I got this book from the library called The Unidentified by Rae Mariz. At first I was thinking, 'Well, it could be okay.' Then I was a few chapters in and I was like, 'Uh...pretty interesting.'
 But have you read a book like that and then read a part and fell in love with it? That is exactly what this book did. I can't wait to read the rest! *girlish squee*


   "Suicide doll's suicide
 Pretty, but with death there's no way to hide
      Afraid to make a cut, so there's nothing inside
 If your friends told you to jump off a bridge
       You'd step to the edge and fly."


 Those last two lines are what got me. (Sorry if I'm spazzing)


 Well, today going home from school my brother let me use his game console thingy so I could read the comics he has on there. I saw this comic called Blood Hunter, so I'm reading it...really good. 

 It starts out where this vampire is talking about how there aren't any more humans. Then he finds one (a baby girl) and he has to take her to these people and when he does he remembers how they took his daughter *rambles geekily about how awesome this comic is and why you should read it for five minutes* so, yeah.
 The only thing is I don't have the second comic...Hastings, here I come!!!

   So today was a really good day. One of those "I'm not letting anyone bring me down" kind of days. Even when these two boys made fun of me (glare) I was having a nice little time.
 It starter this morning when I was in the schools library and these two girls came in to practice a report. I was listening to them speak in these hilarious, cheesy French accents (there's something about accents that brighten my day, probably because I can't do an accent if my life depended on it). I guess it doesn't sound funny if you weren't there, but trust me, it was.
 And then I was in Spanish, minding my own busines, when-WHAM! KAPOW! BANG!- I see my poster of my (future) family tree on the wall. (It has Carter Hulsey, Frank Iero, a cute baby with headphones on, and Christofer Drew on it) A girl can dream, can't she?
 So anyway, it even stopped raining long enough for me to go out and swing and jam to my music.


 Yesterday, I was sick so I stayed home from church....STINKIN' SICKNESS!!!!!! Apparentally this really cool band played called 1000 Generations. But Mom showed me some of their music when they came home from church.

And they're hilarious...

 Well, it's time for bed so I'll just leave you with this :)

“If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about.” -Gerard Way
Hey, how goes it? It's someone's birthday today.... 
So before I forget.....

 Happy Birthday Gerard Way!!!!!

 So I haven't blogged in a few days because there wasn't much to talk about. But now there is so I am gracing you readers with my presence.
 So anyway, Jessica came over yesterday. We're just goobers. That's the only way I can describe it.

  We went to the park, saw some swings, flipped out, and SCARED LITTLE CHILDREN!!!!

  And my Mom followed us around in a minivan.

 So yeah. Be. Jealous.

 I was going to record a video of me playing Sing by My Chemical Romance but I have a cold, so every time I would try to hit a high note, it would sound squeaky and ick.
 *Inner Voice* Sure, use that excuse.
 ....I'm going to go sulk in a corner now.

              Some Cheesy Advice No One Wants To Hear But I'm telling Anyway
 You know, you should never go into something thinking you're going to be the greatest at it in the world. You'll only get dissaponted.
 When my parents got my acoustic guitar for Christmas I had this dream I would play for the first time and be like:

 But really, I was just...

  But I'm getting better. I can play songs, but it took a lot of practice.

 So I hope you guys will take my wise, most awesomest advice to heart.
 *Random zombie wearing a leotard* You are so wise!!!! Will you accept this Noble Prize Award???

 Well, I think that's all. Sorry I didn't have a lot to say.

 

 

 

Seven Steps Until Insanity

 Hi, my name is Allison and I survived April Fool's Day. That's actually really important because

1.  I'm really gullible.
2. If someone wanted to play a trick on me, I would be the one to do it to.
3. If "said person" did a trick on me like putting a sign on my back, I would probably walk around with it all day.

But I made it!
At first I was like "Bring it on!"

 But I was actually pretty paranoid that day. Whenever I would see people laughing

  I would think 'There's a sign on my back that says "Kick Me" isn't there?'
 But I finished the day without anything but normal embarrassments. Shocker.

  But, on to the weekend. I told you about going to my Mammaw's house. Well, we watched the Butler game (they won!) and then we watched Toy Story. The thing about Disney Movies is that I expect for the characters to have a happy beginning, a small "laugh it off" problem, then go back to their happy selves. When I watched Toy Story 3, I was on the couch hiding my face in Cody's shirt, trying not to cry. I'm not going to say what happened if you haven't watched it yet. It was a good movie though.
 And now...Monday. (Stinkin' school!) I wish I could just put a something in my place so I didn't have to go to school.

It stormed today, so when I walked into school I was soaked. Then we had to wait in fourth period until the lightning stopped. And then *continues sob story for another five minutes* ....The moon blew up and the volcanoe men stole our puppies.

 So yeah. I can't wait until gym's over. I know, I know. "What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger." But as I've said before, I'm not the most athletic person.
 Everyone's running, for lack of a better word, gracefully, while I'm there like:

  But it's almost over, so I'm not complaining.
 *Weird man* Yes, you are.
 NOBODY ASKED YOU!
 ....So.....
..........
............
 I was stalking- I mean reading- someone's Tumblr and I saw this video on there, and I agree with it. They said that some people (Not all, so don't freak out) who have been a fan of a band longer than someone else will say they're not a "true fan." That's crap! I would think if you really liked the band, then you would want as many people as possible to listen to them.
 But before I get all High and Mighty about this, I admit I used to do that. I'd be like, "I'm better than you because I've liked them longer!"
 Ummm...How about no? I swear, if I could go back and hit my younger self over the head for some of the things I've done, I would. But that's what growing up is for, right? Learning from your mistakes.
 You know, I've seen a severe lack of emotions in music lately. But I've also seen some of the best music groups shine through that. (Cheesy, I know, but it had to be said.)
 I don't know how people can like some music where all they say is "I whip my hair back and forth" or "Today is Friday, tomorrow is Saturday. Derp, Derp, Derp." (Sorry if you like those songs, I hope I didn't offend you).
 But I like music with substance, I guess. That makes you happy/sad/angry and all those other emotions out there.  They make you feel the music, not just listen to it. 
 That's what I would love to do when I grow up. I want to be a musician and write songs that make people feel something.

 So, enough of that, as my Aunt likes to say, "mush". That's pretty much all.
 To all my readers out there:

Vote For MCR

Poll: (3) My Chemical Romance vs. (5) Paramore http://newsroom.mtv.com/2011/04/01/march-madness-my-chemical-romance-paramore/#pd_a_4828080

Paramore's a good band but it would be really cool if My Chemical Romance won!

Gerard Way

Ray Toro

Frank Iero

Mikey Way